Pic of me nursing the babe 😘 I want to always remember these moments.
I spent most of July 4th weekend with mastitis. We were with my parents on the river and It came on so suddenly that of course I didn't have any of my Belladonna or sunflower lecithin with me. There wasn't really a space where I could step away and we had family and friends with us so I felt obliged to stick around and do all.the.things.
We got home from the river on Friday at 10PM and threw (not literally) the kids in bed after baths and I told my husband I would probably need to sleep in the next morning.
The timing of this was NOT good. It was a holiday weekend. We had 20 acres of hay down and needing to be picked up. There were 2 birthday parities to attend, one on Saturday afternoon and one on Sunday morning, both were at least 45 minutes from our house.
So what did I do, I slept, well laid in my bed, until noon. My amazing husband got up early, got the kids ready for the day, made breakfast, fed the horses, watered all of the plants.
All while I slept in. I drifted in and out of sleep and I even let the kids watch a movie (Benji the Hunted...there are apx 5 lines in the entire movie and the rest is about a lost dog protecting mountain lion cubs).
In the past, I would have felt guilty for resting. I would have thought that I should just power through it. I would have gone out and raked the hay even though I was feverish and had chills. This time, I rested. I didn't feel guilty even though my husband was sweating his tail off and when I let the kids watch a movie.
By 10:30am, I had taken a massive amount of sunflower lecithin and finally remembered that I had belladona that I could take. Within the hour, I felt so much better. The belladonna worked and the REST worked!
The rest of Saturday and Sunday, I continued to rest. I went to the parties and mass, but at those events, I didn't do much. I sat and talked with people. I read my book. I ate food and drank water that my husband brought to me. I didn't work out like I wanted to. I didn't work at all. I simply rested and allowed myself to be taken care of. It was glorious.
And by Sunday evening, my symptoms were gone. My pain was gone. My fever and chills were gone. I felt better. All because I rested and allowed myself to be taken care of.
I know my body is still recovering so I'm keeping things pretty low key for a while. I likely have some underlying infection or stress that my body is processing and the mastitis was just a glimmer of what's actually going on.
When was the last time you allowed this for yourself? How often do you allow yourself to feel taken care of? Until your body and mind feel SAFE, you will never allow yourself to heal, to be loved completely as you are, to be enough without striving.
I'd love to know your thoughts on rest and if you're able to be comforted.
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